My player is Kristy McPherson.
A bogey free round left us at -3 for the day.
I usually don’t remember my dreams but yesterday I fell asleep way too early and woke at 3am with a doozy. Here goes.
I was walking along and entered an old stone building resembling a church. I proceeded to the basement where a group of musicians were playing solos. Someone famous came in and he would be next to play.
I got up, walked into another room where the NRA was having a meeting. I then left the building and started to walk.
After a short distance, I decided to go back and listen to the guy who came in and as I approached the outside door, a lady exited and had her leather coat slashed by one of the Coleman twins (Symetra players) who were riding tricycles!
I entered the building to get help and when we came out, it was raining. There was a row of laptops with their lids open sitting on a stone wall getting soaked. I searched for mine but it was stolen.
I headed for my car but when I arrived, the hood was propped open with a flashlight and the battery was gone.
Yikes! Wonder what Dr. Phil would think of that one?